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Well...today is the day that I find out if I am officially fired. As soon as I got the letter from the disability dept I had tummy problems and stopped sleeping. I know I will not be working tomorrow-due to going out on disability.
The Fri before last I met one of my few close friends at Chuy's. I got there at 8 and the place was dead. We were the only 2 on the "Regular's" side of the patio. Who should walk by on her way to the bathroom but our floor supervisor (this is my manager's boss). From what my friend told me later, my manager showed up at work the next day (she wasn't schedualed to have been there) and started quizzing my friend about our outing. Marcia (supervisor) could not wait to tell Kristy (manager) that I was out on the town. Now if I had an employee out on disability and I saw them out I would at least go up and ask how they were. Not Marcia. She litterally flipped her hair and stomped off after spotting me. Also from all reports from my sources Kristy has been fishing for info about me (instead of just calling me herself) and getting really defensive when asked if i was fired.
Today should be very interesting. My tummy is already in knots. Gawd, I hate that place.
I have decided that if I am not fired yet (I know it is coming eventually) I will just bank the difference between what unemployment pays and the actual paycheck. We already have a cusion in the bank, but this way it is padded even more.
*sigh* Gonna be a longgggggg day.
ooooo almost forgot. The Boy, having started school Monday, is upset that he has to go to day care after school today asked, "Mom, what time are you going to be fired Wed?" That way if I am home when school gets out he can walk home.
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